In Zhou Junwu's later memories, this spring of the tenth year of Jinghan of the Wu Dynasty had a very unsmooth and evil future. The study of Gewu has just risen and his ambition has been smacked, there is no progress in the study of gunpowder, and it exploded, his father, who has never cared much about him, has been grounded in the palace and is not allowed to go out, a group of teachers all day long twitter how humble the master's way of Gewu is, it is the humble knowledge of kitsch and lewd skills, and Grandpa Pony is not on his side this time, as for the sister who has been annoyed by the family all day long to marry but has many unrealistic fantasies, it is even more impossible to become an ally with him.

The little prince, who was only thirteen years old, found the direction he wanted to struggle for for the first time in his life, and was ruthlessly poured a basin of cold water on the surrounding world, and the blow to him was also quite big.

It's so tiring that I don't feel like I can love anymore......

Of course, this troubles of young Junwu did not last long. The impact of this spring on him was too great for the rest of his life. At the end of spring, when Master came back from Hangzhou, he was unable to go out to visit because of the confinement, but soon after, probably close to the middle of March, Master came to the palace once, although he did not meet with his father and discuss in detail, but because of the relationship between Grandpa Ma's side, he was able to go out temporarily, and the lockdown was lifted.

Among the literati at this time, the title of teacher was actually quite exquisite. Most of the people who taught Zhou Junwu in the palace were Confucians in the Jiangning area, but on Zhou Junwu's side, these people were still commensurate with teachers. As for Ning Yi, he called him Master after he fell in love with Gewuxue. There is a big difference between the two. Although since Ning Yi has not been in Jiangning for a long time, this kind of title will not be on his lips at any time. But the differences are evident in the minutiae.

These guests in the palace are all people with status and status, and there is nothing to say about being under Kang Xian, Kang Xian's identity as a horse, and his own knowledge is extremely deep, but he has not been able to have fame. But Ning Yi is only a young man in his early twenties, even if he has a quick mind and an amazing talent. To be able to win the name of Jiangning's first talent, it is only on the poetry trail, to talk about real knowledge, no one will think that he is not as crazy as the GM of Ning Yi Miner's legend.

Because of this. At the beginning of last year, Zhang Rui and Li Tong, two guests in the palace, had approached Ning Yi. That time happened to meet the assassin who assassinated Qin Siyuan, Ning Yi's hot hand startled the two of them, and the two of them died down. However, after Ning Yi left Jiangning, the little prince became more and more fond of the skills of those craftsmen, and all kinds of resentment among the guests in the palace swelled again, and every time he was lecturing and teaching, he persuaded the little prince to restrain himself from the precipice and read the way of the sages, but Zhou Junwu was willing to listen.

Of course, the little prince's temper is okay after all. In front of the teacher, he nodded and was taught, and turned his head to do his own business. He only respects the identity of the teacher, but not the other person. A group of teachers also advised King Kang, but Zhou Yong has been a rich and idle king all his life, and he knows that even if his son learns to be like Kangxian, it is meaningless, if his knowledge is really high, if he wants to do something big but has no way to serve the country, he will be depressed, so he will not care. If it weren't for the gunpowder incident, he would have been happy with his son's vulgar and boring bad taste, which was better than having great ambitions like his daughter.

This time Ning Yi came back, due to some changes on Zhou Pei and Jun Wu's side, a cadre in the palace also got the news, and discussed that when Ning Yi came to the door, he would try his knowledge of scriptures and scrolls, so that both the prince and the little prince could see the unreliability of this young man. Of course, it is impossible for everyone to really look down on Ning Yi now, but even if Ning Yi is a martial artist, he killed assassins on the street at the beginning, and at this time he has come back from Hangzhou nine deaths, and his personal martial arts are still just a small way in the eyes of these scholars. A group of middle-aged and elderly scholars are confident that it is not a big problem for Ning Yi to turn over in the poetry and scriptures.

They were prepared in this regard, and after Zhou Junwu heard about it, he was also quite looking forward to it, but after Ning Yi accepted Zhou Pei's entrustment, he only called Junwu out through Kang Xian's side, and a group of Keqing had no chance to post a battle. In the next few days, the master and apprentice wandered around Jiangning City for a few laps, and Zhou Pei also took the opportunity to go out and follow around. She originally expected Ning Yi to persuade Jun Wu not to do those dangerous things again, but what Ning Yi led Jun Wu to go around was all about some docks, workshops and other places, telling him about waterwheels, the development of looms, the ingenious ideas of various machinery, and so on...... Ning Yi had told Jun Wu about this in the past, but now he was just talking more carefully.

After walking around like this for three days, when sending the two sisters and brothers back in the evening, Zhou Pei secretly ran out after entering the palace, pulled Ning Yi to the alley next to the palace and began to complain: "Mr. promised me to keep Junwu away from those dangerous things and work hard to go to Lu, why do you tell him these things now......

Ning Yi laughed: "Of course I have my intentions. ”

"However, sir, this will only make Jun Wu like those things of Gewu even more, maybe he will start to make gunpowder again in a few days, sir, how can you do this, if Jun Wu is ......"

The girl was in a hurry, frowning and saying a lot, although her ordinary temperament is quite elegant and graceful, but at this time, it seems that if you talk about the image of a girl alone, the head is a little big, the chin is pointed, and the body is a little thin, like a little hen who talks desperately to herself. Ning Yi tilted his head and looked at her for a while, snapping a finger on her forehead, the girl was stunned, blinked and stopped talking.

"I have a way, just look at it from the county lord, don't question the professionals."

Ning Yi waved his hand, and he had already turned around and walked out of the alley. In fact, unlike Jun Wu's obedience, Zhou Pei was not absolutely convinced of Ning Yi in the past. Of course, this is just on the surface, the little county lord is a very assertive person, even if he has recognized Ning Yi's skills in his heart, what should be said, what should be asked, and what should be questioned on weekdays will still be said as soon as possible, Ning Yi actually appreciates such an attitude, for the superiors can not be only teachers, the little county lord does a better job than Jun Wu in this regard.

Of course, in the past, if Zhou Peila didn't get down, he would have become a mess. Ning Yi would also unceremoniously pat her head with something. But at that time, Zhou Pei was still Lori, and she hadn't seen her for a year. At this time, she is already a girl with a lot of temperament, and this action seems a little ambiguous. Zhou Pei blushed in the alley for a while. In the end, I stamped my foot back. In the past year, she has stopped studying, and she is more facing the pressure of marriage at home, although it has been delayed, but various premarital education has become the main homework in the day.

The next day it rained lightly. Ning Yi, Jun Wu and Zhou Pei sat in Yilanju for a morning. Picked a place by the window, brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and listened to the sound of rain while letting Jun Wu explain some of his ideas and ideas. The maid and the attendant sat idly around, and Zhou Pei wore a veil very ladylikely. Sibbling on pastries under the veil, he gurgled and rolled his eyes to peek at the rest of the place. The furnishings of Yilanju are actually similar to the tea restaurants of later generations, each place is separated by screens, flowers and plants, and the field of vision is not wide, but there is a kind of pleasure of peeping at others, when the sound of silk and bamboo music comes, there is a feeling of a large group of people visiting the garden, and the elegance and cheesiness are well combined.

“…… In fact, if you want to fly into the sky, you can have several ideas. Let's start thinking about what we already have, and we can just divide it into three types: kites, two kicks, and Kong Ming lanterns, and we can all draw them......"

Ning Yi and her little brother were writing and painting next to her, and the content of the painting was naturally the thing she was most concerned about. They were there talking about how to fly to the sky - Zhou Pei was a little helpless about this matter, what she was most looking forward to after knowing that Daojun Wu Gewu was to be able to fly to the sky one day, but her own little brother's fantasy was enough, and today Ning Yi, who was a teacher, was still discussing with her little brother in a matter, and she felt a little out of tune in her heart.

But the development of the situation is quite strange, it is raining outside, and there is a faint singing in the restaurant. Mr. Ning actually drew a lot of things there. The possibility of successively tectonically and structurally flying into the sky...... Flying? Where is there such a possibility, and it is not a god. But under Ning Yi's detailed and simple description, after Zhou Pei looked at those graphics, he vaguely felt in his heart that it was really possible to fly.

Most likely, it is naturally a large Kong Ming lantern with a basket hanging, and the other thing with two pairs of wings is more complicated, but this is evolved from a kite, the basic principle, Zhou Pei can actually understand some, if large and small kites can fly into the sky, this ...... Is it possible?

Such thoughts only skimmed through her mind slightly, and what made her most depressed was that after hearing this, the younger brother was afraid that she would be more fascinated by the study of things and become a craftsman. This Ning Liheng ...... Mr. Ning...... Don't be credited!

Then, she heard Ning Yi start talking to Jun Wu about something else.

“…… In the past few days, take you to see the loom, see the crane on the wharf, see the waterwheel, look at the printing, these things have been developing, the loom now has more than 1,600 parts, the efficiency is more than two hundred years ago, more than five times, compared with the most primitive loom thousands of years ago, the development is dozens of times and more than that, the development of the waterwheel has two to three times, and it is more durable, in the workshop of printing books, the engraving has been done better and better, the master is more and more skilled, and there are still big problems with today's movable type, but of course there is room for development, Just find a more durable movable type material, and when it will be found, if it continues, it should only be a matter of time......"

Zhou Pei pouted behind the veil, and Jun Wu nodded desperately. Ning Yi smiled: "But...... For more than 200 years, do you know how many people are doing this? ”

He paused: "There are at least hundreds of thousands of people in the Jiangnan area who rely on the weaving industry to eat, and for more than two hundred years, there have been many generations. After the rise of the workshop, a big family like the Su family will at least have a few craftsmen who help improve the loom, so many years, so many people, the efficiency has increased fivefold, and some people have only slightly improved a small part in their lives......"

When Jun Wu frowned in confusion, Ning Yi sighed: "In fact, those who really study and improve looms are stupid people, really smart people, as long as they have some ways, they will all go to study." After all, everything is inferior, only those who are high in reading and have the opportunity to study, who wants to be a craftsman. But even if you are stupid, let's say there are a thousand...... Jun Wu, do you think one person is better than a thousand? ”

Jun Wu hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"You used to be young, but now that you're thirteen, even if you can't start a family, you can start to aspire, these things, I can really tell you." Ning Yi put a piece of paper with a hot air balloon drawn on his side in front of Zhou Junwu, "This is the easiest way we have set now, there are several problems that you have to solve." What kind of rope to use, what kind of fuel to use, how to control the size of the fire most reliably. The fire must be large enough, but it must not be too heavy, and the cloth used for the upper part of this hot air balloon must be sealed, and it must be able to resist the heat of the fire, and it cannot be broken, and once it is broken, even if it is a small hole, all the people on it will die. Any of these things need the help of other trades, and just to make this kind of good fabric, you may have to be busy in the weaving industry for the rest of your life. And the rope used above, you also know the way, just the wharf crane with the hemp rope weaving, are related to the efficiency of the crane, is very particular...... This hot air balloon can't control the direction of flying, can you do it alone, in a lifetime? ”

"That'...... What should I do then......" Jun Wu's face was already wrinkled. On the side, Zhou Pei was stunned for a long time, looked at Ning Yi and blinked, she had already vaguely guessed what Ning Yi was going to say at this time.

Ning Yi tilted his head, looked at the child in front of him and showed a somewhat demagogic smile: "You are still young, what kind of thing did you like at first, and you just thought it was interesting, but there is no such thing in the world that can be done easily if you are always happy." What I'm going to tell you is that you can think about it in a few years, because I may have to go to the capital and don't have time to teach you any more......"

"Your sister has always hoped that you can become a big man in the future, and set your heart for heaven and earth to open peace for all generations, but it is impossible, although you are young, you actually know this, and His Royal Highness King Kang also understands, so he never cares about you. But you can do it in the future, the study of craftsmen, there is no problem at all, you can have money and power in the future, you can gather a large number of smart people, you can let them do all kinds of things purposefully, as long as you can grasp the overall situation and grasp the direction, the time for these things to come out can be shortened tenfold and hundredfold. So first of all, you have to learn to be a smart prince and learn how to get more people to do the same thing as you. You are very smart, and if you are really interested, there are many people in the palace who can teach you about it......"

When Ning Yi said that he was going to the capital, he seemed to have a sense of solemnity, and almost at that time, Xiao Junwu made the decision with excitement. And in the months and years that followed, something similar to a sense of mission gradually piled up in his heart along with one thing after another: there were some things that the master might not be able to do, but he could do them.

That's for another time. At that time, Zhou Pei, the small county lord on the side, admired the other party's tongue lotus even more. This day was a temporary solution to Zhou Junwu's matter, and when he returned to Su's house in the afternoon, he heard Xing'er say that several Confucian scholars came to visit in the morning, all of whom were quite famous literati in Jiangning, one of them was the guest secretary of the palace, and they invited Ning Yi to attend a literary meeting two days later. However, this literary society is different from the poetry society where ordinary young people try to make a name for themselves, and the participants are all Confucian scholars with profound skills, talking about poetry, essays, and current affairs. Several people waited for Ning Yi for half a morning, and when they saw that he was not there, they left the invitation.

"No, no."

Ning Yi glanced at the invitation, and saw that there were no words such as "You must come or kill your whole family", so he threw it aside and left it behind. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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